Guess What Tomorrow Is?

September First.

That's all.  But that's wonderful.  Oh, how I love me some September. cheer myself upon summer's passing (funny, I've never needed cheering up about the end of August before)...and in honor of All Things Home and Autumn....and to remind myself of what I love about the Harvest Season - I usually do not mind the summer "holidays" being over - I want to share with you a tiny excerpt from the delightful book "Mrs. Miniver".  Such  a sweet, well written book every domestic artisan is bound to enjoy and resonate with...

"It was lovely", thought Mrs. Miniver, nodding good-bye to the flower-woman and carrying her big sheaf of chrysanthemums down the street with a kind of ceremonious joy, as though it were a cornucopia; it was lovely, this settling down again, this tidying away of the summer into its box, this taking up of the thread of one’s life where the holidays (irrelevant interlude) had made one drop it. Not that she didn’t enjoy the holidays: but she always felt — and it was, perhaps, the measure of her peculiar happiness — a little relieved when they were over. Her normal life pleased her so well that she was half afraid to step out of its frame in case one day she should find herself unable to get back. The spell might break, the atmosphere be impossible to recapture.

Yes, summer is three weeks from over.  It is back to our version of "normal life".  For this cottage - it means back to one more year of lessons, lesson planning, and some semblance of routine.  Back to meal planning, careful scheduling, fall wardrobe evaluations, and extra curricular obligations.

Oh, and it means college football. 

I'm pleased.
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